100 Shooters (feat. Meek Mill & Doe Boy)

Lyrics

Tay Keith fuck these niggas up
 Yeah, The Wizrd, woo
 Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
 Fuck the bitch, broke her heart
 She think we still a thing
 Three choppers sittin' in the car, we playin' it real safe
 Fifty millions dollars in cash, that's a cold case
 Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID
 Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so sincere
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Yeah, uh, 50 mill' buried in my safe, that's a graveyard
 Fucked the bitch, seen her with her man, I had to play it off
 DreamChasers we just like a label, we got A&Rs
 Famous hoe, she threw me that pussy and I'ma slay her raw
 Yeah, you are now welcome to the Player's Ball (You're welcome)
 Whole lotta money lotta rich shit, yeah (Wow, wow)
 Hundred shooters, I can get your clique hit (Wow, wow)
 Get my dick suck in the Lambo while I stick shift
 Big shit, baby, it's the big fish, only VVS' in my necklace and my wrist lit
 I could wipe my ass with these hunnids, I'm the shit bitch
 Shot up in her DM like James Harden, it went swish, swish
 I'm sippin'
 Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
 Fuck the bitch, broke her heart
 She think we still a thing
 Three choppers sitin' in the car, we playin' it real safe
 Fifty millions dollars in cash, that's a cold case
 Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID
 Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so sincere
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 I've been gettin' richer and richer
 Damn near piss on bitches
 I've been thinkin' deeper and deeper
 Kill the opps, fuck their sisters
 Fuck the Catholics, send my Christians
 Semi-automatic, I got vision
 Diamond cuts and they princess, nigga
 No rap cap, gave away Bentleys, nigga
 Got a car for a watch, got a watch for a house
 Semi-automatic Glock, get you block washed out
 Bad bitch tried to rape me, tried to pull my cock out
 I got murder money, so this shit can get hostile
 Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
 Fuck the bitch, broke her heart
 She think we still a thing
 Three choppers sitin' in the car, we playin' it real safe
 Fifty millions dollars in cash, that's a cold case
 Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID
 Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so sincere
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Knowles Ave, they your clique come slide
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside (Brrr)
 Yeah, all my bitches treat me just like God
 I told her jump, bitch ask "How high?" (Oh, really?)
 Opps said that I'ma die, I ain't dead
 One in the head, put it right to your head, bitch (Brr, bah, bah)
 Give a fuck about the feds, I ain't scared (No)
 I ain't put down my gun, I ain't Craig (Boom, boom, boom)
 Yeah, flexin' on the 'Gram then I'm slidin' in the DM
 Only time Doe busy playing 'round is with your BM, uh
 Got a 100 shooters parked outside
 And they gon' kill you when you walk outside
 Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
 Fuck the bitch, broke her heart
 She think we still a thing
 Three choppers sitin' in the car, we playin' it real safe
 Fifty millions dollars in cash, that's a cold case
 Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID
 Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so sincere
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
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 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 Got a 100 shooters sittin' outside
 

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Duration
03:28
Key
1
Tempo
121 BPM

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